I'm not fighting with myself. Oh, my God. That's how I am. You know, the story of the hippo? The hippo comes to the monkey and said, listen, I'm not a hippo. So, he paint himself like a zebra. He said but he's still a hippo. He said but look at you, you're painted like a zebra but you are a hippo. So then he goes, you know, like I want be a little parrot. So, he put the colours on him and he comes to the monkey and said but, sorry, you are a hippo. So, in the end, you know, he comes and said I'm happy to be a hippo. This is who I am. So, I have to be who I am and he's happy being a hippo.

You have to wake up and you have to run if you want to survive.

I just want to make everyone happy.

I'm not fighting with myself.

Today I break racquets for tomorrow we die.

I've lived my life the way I wanted to, whether scaling the mountains, partying long into the night or having fun playing soccer.

I love tennis, but I just don't like grass.